Through the Life we received He shares HIS
Highest Happiness,
the 'Everything'
we know as Birthday Joys
Mom's home-cooked specials,
Simply marvelous Sunsets Spectaculars
Socks ~ Smelly,
yet pungently enticing
clucking Baby chicks, fresh emerged from brow broken shells,
Drunken melees with passing strangers in shady alleys
Broken promises ~ sweeter when made good,
Struggling starts with much hijinks, & painful goodbyes & tearful partings,
done & redone, ceaselessly but never- forever ending
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He shares the boundlessness of JOY
ONL¥ He alone could craft ONL¥ He alone could create
ONLY for Him alone - to gift
N0 common-place ~ not any plain
'NICE' to frivolously like* (as in FB?)
or
'Sugary Sweet'
to *cutely tease & tickle*
or only
"fine, rich & velvety - that VULGARS would roughly temptedly try cop an Obscene FEEL*
If precious JOY of LIFE from HIM
were so easy
so free
throwaway bargain-cheap
that any man at all
not with any "extras"
could effortlessly describe,
casually capture
trivially enact
& put together
LIFE God's gift
might be as a 'B00K'?
If S0 ~ then,
what of we
?
f oo t n 0t es
in the trash can of disposed throw-aways
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